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No Hurt…Please!  Stop It Now!


Why do they do it, what do they gain?
To beat up the frail, again and again…!
Battered and abuse, time after time,
Nothing is done, what was her crime?

She was a lovely lady and a person so refined,
A nicer, quiet person you couldn't find!
But then she became so ill and sick and frail,
And each time she appeared she looked so pale.

She had a stroke, her body numb…
They couldn't help, the damage was done.
So she came home, tired and blue…
Sad and lonely, there was nothing to do.

Then you see her, down and sad,
With black and blue bruises, bruises so bad!
How did she do it, for she didn't fall!
No, she was beaten, I could hear her call!

‘…God please help me, let me die!'
The pain wrenched in my heart made me cry…
I tried and tried and tried in vain,
To stop her hurt, over and over again!

I sobbed and sobbed and in my heart I cry,
As I hear her shout, 'please God let me die!'
Pain and fear etched in her eyes...
'Help me God!' I still hear her cries!

A bully, no!  But much, so much more…!
He couldn't hide it, for I knew the score!
Angry and mad, driven almost insane…!
He beat her, and beat her, over again!

Power, is that it?  That makes him so brave!
That gives him the right, to rant and to rave!
Anguish and pain etched within my heart,
Why did he do it, why did he start!

Alcohol, that's the evil deep within him,
Causing such hurt, what did he win?
He gained nothing!  She gained a lot more,
Beaten and battered thrown to the floor!

Like an old discarded rag, tossed aside,
She couldn't run, couldn't hide!
So sad was she, so tired and weak,
Death was all that this lady did seek…

Sunken eyes!  With a body pained and sad!
What did she do, that was so very bad?
She got ill, when she had a stroke…
And now she's left, with a heart that's broke!

‘Oh God, help me please, let me die…'
Every night, I could hear her cry…
I tried to stop it again and again,
No one listened and no one came!

I hounded and harassed and complained again,
While this lovely lady suffered such pain!
They are supposed to help and stop abuse!
If they don't want to know, what is their use!

What did they do?  
Those supposed to protect!
Nothing, nothing at all!
What do we expect!!!!

© Catherine Inglesby 2002




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